Chapter 230

The next day.

The morning sun broke dawn, painting the sky with radiant hues.

Creak~

Meng Zhangqing opened the door and stepped out.

At this moment, his aura was full and robust.

Clearly, he had succeeded in breaking through, entering the Realm of the Fourth Stage.

And he had even advanced a little further beyond that.

The contemplation of the Danhai had been a barrier blocking this realm; now that the barrier was gone, progress came naturally and unimpeded.

Yesterday's challenges had ended.

The spectators who had gathered from all corners began to depart in succession.

Thus, Dongminghu grew slightly quieter.

Meng Zhangqing headed straight toward Mo Yunling's residence.

He needed to ask about true yuan.

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"True yuan?"

Mo Yunling's smile faltered slightly.

She had thought Meng Zhangqing had come to visit Dongminghu, to enjoy the scenery.

Who knew he was so serious, clueless about romance.

But the thought vanished in an instant, tossed aside to "Zero Three Three."

She turned serious: "Though I have not yet reached the Creation Realm, my master told me true yuan is the transformation of true qi."

"Think of it simply: true qi is like water vapor in the heavens, while true yuan is rain of much higher concentration."

"Thus, the power of true yuan far surpasses true qi; martial techniques fueled by true yuan become vastly more terrifying."

Upon hearing this,

Meng Zhangqing nodded.

Joy flashed in his eyes.

Indeed, his thought from yesterday was correct—that golden droplet was true yuan!

The secret technique "Linglong Daluo Tian" was truly terrifying.

It allowed a martial artist to possess true yuan even at the Sea Opening Realm, albeit only temporarily—and still, it was terrifying.

In truth, "Linglong Daluo Tian" was extremely difficult to cultivate.

Like "Minghai Guiyuan Gong," it required many kinds of resources, all of which were exceedingly rare and precious.

Not even ordinary martial artists could manage it; even Zong Sect's true disciples and prodigies might not be able to practice it.

Especially the final layer.

The resources required for it were ones he had never even heard of.

"I hope my current luck holds, and I get more attainment cards."

Meng Zhangqing thought to himself.

He had cultivated it so quickly thanks to the attainment cards.

These things saved time, effort, and mental strain!

Shaking off his thoughts, Meng Zhangqing asked further questions about the Creation Realm and its details.

Mo Yunling naturally answered everything without reservation.

It greatly benefited Meng Zhangqing.

Moments later,

"Thank you, Sister Mo, for clarifying my doubts. I have other matters and must leave now."

Meng Zhangqing bowed slightly with both hands.

"Already?"

Mo Yunling's throat was dry from talking; she had planned to have a drink with Meng Zhangqing afterward.

"Yes, I must hurry back to Fanzong Sect."

Meng Zhangqing nodded.

His time was extremely tight.

To reach the Creation Realm before the Seven Veins Martial Contest, he could not waste even a single moment.

He must even use the time spent traveling.

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In the Seven Veins Martial Contest, the higher your ranking, the richer the rewards.

It's said there are even fourth- and fifth-grade resources involved.

If I can secure more of them, even cultivation toward the Creation Realm can proceed at an extremely rapid pace.

Otherwise, I'd have to rely solely on absorbing heavenly and earthly primordial qi.

And that method is the slowest.

In the Seven Veins Martial Contest, the top prodigies of each vein—even the greatest ones—will all appear.

Though I am already strong now, it's still not safe enough.

Once I reach the Creation Realm, I believe no one except the top prodigies will be my match!

At the very least, I can guarantee a top-twenty placement.

"If you need any help in the future, Senior Sister may come to Spirit Peak to find me."

Meng Zhangqing smiled slightly.

Immediately, his form turned into a golden sword light, shooting up into the sky and speeding away toward the distance.

"Have my looks declined recently, or do I lack femininity?"

Mo Yunling took out a mirror and looked at herself. "Why does Junior Brother Meng seem to have not the slightest feeling for me?"

Within the Zong Sect, although she would not dare claim to be the most beautiful, she was certainly outstanding in appearance.

Usually, she had many suitors.